12 Rounds Page #7

I repeat. You have the green light.

Take him out.

- You know you're gonna kill that girl.

- I'm gonna kill Miles.

On my mark.

- Go.

- Get down!

[Gunshots]

[Sharpshooter]

Target is not down.

[Passengers Screaming]

[Tires Screeching]

- [Driver Shouting]

- [Passengers Screaming]

- [People Screaming, Shouting]

- [Driver] Move!

Officer Fisher, I didn't know you cared.

- [Grunts]

- [Miles] Come on.

- Molly!

- [Woman Crying]

- [Groans]

- [Aiken] What the hell happened?

And get me a 20 on Miles.

Somebody get me a 20 on Miles.

Negative.

Lost him in the crowd.

[Sirens Wailing]

I need you to stop everything

getting on the 10 and the 90.

- [Man Shouting]

- Hear me. The 10 needs to stop traffic.

- [Overlapping Voices]

- Clear!

[Aiken]

Listen here. Ready to do this?

You could've killed her! You knew

she was there and you took the shot!

Listen to me, you little sh*t!

We had him! This was over!

No!

You shoot Miles,

everybody on that bus is dead!

You didn't know that, did you, you prick!

She had a bomb on her chest.

You shoot Miles, everybody dies.

You got a little somethin' right there.

[Man]

You heard him. Back 'em up.

Any witnesses see him get off the bus?

[Brakes Squeal]

You okay, Danny?

You all right?

I had her in my arms, man.

I told her I was gonna save her,

and I let her go.

There was nothing you could do, bro.

Molly's gonna die.

It's my fault.

She's not gonna die, Danny.

You gotta stop blaming yourself.

I can't. You know why?

Because Miles is punishing Molly

for something I did.

- Danny, you were doing your job.

- I don't care!

Miles doesn't care.

It's me and him-

an eye for an eye.

- Danny.

- I was three feet- I was three feet away.

And I couldn't make a move.

Stop. Just stop it, man.

You won the round.

Most importantly, you bought us some time.

And now I got a name.

- Remember the convict who wanted to cut a deal?

- Yeah.

He said Miles played chess every day in the

prison yard with a guy named Anthony Deluso.

Best part? Deluso got paroled three weeks

before the prison break, and he's in town.

Jansen's on his way to get the address

from his P.O. right now.

- What the hell you doin' here?

- I knew my boy needed me.

- [Cell Phone Ringing]

- Wait, wait. Here we go.

Go for Hank. Yeah.

Okay, tell Phelps

I'll meet him there in 10 minutes.

- Bingo. 212 Perdido.

- You got him.

We're finally gettin' ahead

of this son of a b*tch.

I told you.

I told you I wasn't gonna let you down.

- All right, bro.

- Hank.

- Yo.

- Be careful.

When am I not?

Hey.

You know you can't do this alone.

All right?

Listen to me, Danny.

I'm not gonna ask you to stop.

I'm just gonna ask you to let me help you.

We do this together,

we can both get what we want.

[Miles]

Round 8.

- There's five numbers inside this envelope.

- Let me help you.

[On Speaker]

Choose wisely, and the number you dial...

will win the round without further action.

Choose poorly, and the number you dial...

will arm one of four devices

scattered throughout the city.

You now have 60 seconds.

If you refuse to dial in that allotted time...

all four will be activated

and you'll have yourself quite an adventure.

- Good luck.

- Let's run these through the local directory.

No directory.

They're devices, not locations.

That doesn't make any sense.

It's gotta be a code then.

[Danny]

Okay, let's try it.

Text. They're text messages.

The first one's city hall.

All right.

Second one is the convention center.

Danny, we got less than 10 seconds.

We got three numbers left.

- You gotta pick one.

- [Line Ringing]

[Miles] Sorry, Danny, you lose.

And now Round 9 is gonna be so much fun.

Very shortly, Streetcar 907 will enter

the downtown area on Canal Street.

You've just disarmed the brakes

and the communication radio.

Your task is simply stop the streetcar...

before it smashes

through the end of the line...

and everything else in its path.

Let's take that one.

Come on. Let's go.

[Tires Screeching]

This is Special Agent Ray Santiago of the F.B.I.

I have an emergency.

Streetcar 907 has lost its brakes

and is speeding toward the riverfront.

Keep following the 10.

We'll intersect them at Canal.

Yeah.

No, this is not a prank phone call.

My name is Special Agent Ray Santiago

of the F.B.I.

- I need to talk to somebody that can help-

- [Brakes Squealing]

She put me on hold.

[Snoring]

- Come on, come on. Pick up the phone.

- [Horn Honks]

They're playing Barry Manilow.

Pick up the phone!

No, no. We're on our way

to intercept right now.

Is there anyone there

that can help us make this decision?

Shut down the power. You shut down

the power, the streetcar comes to a stop.

- Can't you guys just shut down the power?

- [Horn Honking]

Miss, one more time for the cheap seats.

This is not a prank phone call.

- Unit 23. You guys in position?

- [Man On Radio] All clear along the perimeter.

- We got four units waiting around the corner.

- Copy that.

Let's see who's home.

[Alarm Beeping]

[Barker]

Step right up! Ring the bell and get a prize!

[People Chattering, Laughing]

[Exclaiming, Applauding]

[Bell Clangs]

- Streetcar 907 to Dispatch. Come in.

- [Woman] What's going on?

Streetcar 907.

Does anyone hear me?

- How fast you think that thing's goin'?

- 30 tons of metal going downhill?

- Forty?

- Probably 50.

Will somebody please pick up

the goddamn phone!

[Horns Honking]

[Man On Radio]

Target is heading out the back door.

- Do you want me to take him?

- Negative.

Negative. Suspect is on the move.

Let's see where he's going.

Phelps and I will follow him.

Aren't we going too fast?

I think we'd better hang on.

- [Tires Screeching]

- [Horns Honking]

[Engine Revving]

- [Passengers Shouting]

- [Man] Let us out!

Danny, unless we cut the power,

that thing's not gonna stop.

- [Woman Whimpering]

- I got an idea.

Danny, what are you doin'?

Danny?

[Brakes Squealing]

[Passengers Screaming]

Keep it straight

and keep your foot on the brake.

Are you outta your damn mind?

Maybe.

Danny! Look out!

Whoa!

[Grunts]

Get back!

[Conductor]

It's out of control. I've tried the brake.

Help me! Harder!

Harder! It's jammed!

Open the door.

I'll try to cut the power from the roof.

[Woman]

What's he doing?

Whoa!

- [Bus Horn Honking]

- [Screaming]

[Straining]

[Chattering]

All units, suspect is entering

the Dixie welding factory on Fitzpatrick.

Wait for my "Go."

- Didn't work.

- Look out! Look out! Look out!

[Tires Screeching]

- [Barker Shouting]

- [People Chattering]

[Santiago]

What now?

- We take out the power.

- You are outta your damn mind.

- You ever jump out of a moving car before?

- Not by choice.

[Crowd Exclaiming]

- It's still goin' too fast! Get down!

- Move! Move!

- Get outta the way!

- Outta the way! Move! Move! Move!

- Get down!

- Get outta the way!

- [People Screaming]

- Move! Move!

- Move! Move! Move!

- Everybody outta the way!

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